Xie Songhua really didn't know what to say to him, but his words silenced the others.
She didn't hesitate at that moment and immediately wrote down the prescription and handed it to Xie Changqing, "Uncle, please keep this prescription. I am reluctant to treat my grandmother today. If I continue to use this prescription, I have to see her."
The situation will be adjusted soon, please help me keep an eye on it."
Although Xie Changqing is a scholar, it can be seen from the books in his room that he is by no means a fat man who only reads books from sages. He is clearly involved in all aspects.
Sure enough, Xie Changqing took the prescription and looked at it carefully, "Rhubarb, strong root, citrus aurantium, half saltpeter... this is Dachengqi soup?"
Xie Songhua breathed a sigh of relief, nodded and said: "Yes, I happen to have some of the medicinal materials in this recipe in my house, so I'll go get them."
Except for Mr. Qi, whose expression was gloomy, everyone else in the room became happy.
Regardless of whether or not one is truly filial to the old lady in one's heart, the current situation of guarding such a patient and being helpless is really unbearable.
A solution is better than nothing.
Xie Songhua quickly fetched all the medicinal materials, along with his own bedding.
Mrs. Yu was surprised and said: "Fourth girl, what are you..."
"Third Aunt doesn't know. Grandma's illness is not easy to cure. Moreover, the decoction of this medicine is different from ordinary medicines. To avoid any accident, I'd better cook the medicine myself to serve my grandmother!"
"This..." Mrs. Yu looked unbearable, "How can you, a little girl, endure this?"
Xie Wenyuan smiled and said: "Fourth girl is not a delicate little girl. She has this kind of heart, but we can't help her, so we should listen to her!"
Xie Songhua then took up residence in the Shou'an Hall. In the compartment of the old lady's house, he decoctioned and fed the old lady medicine while monitoring her physical condition.
This prescription was actually something she figured out from an ancient book some time ago.
It is really troublesome to fry. These medicinal materials cannot be added together. Some of them depend on the amount of water and some on the time.
Fortunately, there were two women in Shou'antang who were good at decoction, helping to prevent it from being fried.
After drinking a bowl that night, and another bowl the next morning, the old lady's energy improved a lot and she could speak some words. The people who had been hanging on for a while slowly relaxed a little.
From this point of view, the number should be correct, and Xie Songhua felt more confident.
It's just that everyone else's faces were happy, but she didn't look happy at all.
Judging from the pulse diagnosis given to the old lady this morning, the situation is not good.
As people get older, they have more or less root causes of diseases in their bodies. Many minor diseases are not serious in young people, but they are easy to cause other diseases in the elderly.
Therefore, Xie Songhua did not dare to relax. Instead, he became more cautious and carefully observed all aspects of the old lady's condition after she took the medicine.
This is the benefit of modern medicine. The patient's physical condition can be determined directly from the data of body fluid analysis.
In ancient times, we could only rely on the judgment of doctors.
On the third day, Xie Songhua adjusted the prescription again and handed over a copy of the prescription to Xie Changqing as usual.
Xie Langhua also kept his word. When the prescription was changed, he would drink a bowl first.
That sharp energy made Xie Songhua laugh a little, "Second brother, how are your legs these days?"
This question made Xie Langhua a little confused. After he figured it out, his face turned red and he pointed at her in disbelief, "You, you, you..."
You were speechless for a long time, Xie Songhua couldn't help but laugh, and finally couldn't help laughing, "Didn't I remind you to eat something warm in the past two days!"
This Dachengqi Decoction is mainly used to treat gastrointestinal obstruction. If Xie Langhua, a normal person, drinks it, can he not suffer more?
Just by looking at his face, you could tell that he was afraid of running away.
Xie Langhua was a well-educated and elegant man, but he couldn't speak such words. He could only point at her and glare, saying "you" for a long time and finally gave up.
Xie Songhua was actually amused by his appearance, holding on to the window frame and laughing so hard.
Seeing her cheerful smile, Xie Langhua's original depression slowly disappeared, and he had no choice but to reach out and hit her on the head, and couldn't help but laugh.
"You!" He smiled and shook his head slightly, "That's all, it's for my grandmother's sake, and you've worked hard these days."
Xie Songhua shook his head and asked about the situation outside, "That's all I can do. Does my second brother know what's going on with my father?"
Xie Langhua put away his smile, pondered for a moment, and then took a step closer to her, "Prince Chen has secretly returned to the capital. Now he is being raised in the palace. Several imperial doctors take turns to diagnose and treat him. He is not out of danger yet.
The Holy One is very angry. There are dozens, if not hundreds, of people who have been imprisoned for this these days. At this time, we must not cause chaos here, and the result will probably be soon."
Xie Songhua thought for a while and then said: "Since there is movement, it is a good thing. There will always be some signs. For an innocent family like us, the suspicion can be cleared earlier."
Not far away from the entrance of the courtyard, Xie Shuhua looked coldly at the young man and woman on the other side.
That almost similar smile made her eyes hurt.
Not long ago, Xie Langhua clearly said that she was his most beloved sister and would not talk about intimacy because of blood relationship.
But how long has it been since then? Are he and Xie Songhua already like this?
I used to go to Yanchundai every day for some reason about copying the original copy, but now I am talking and laughing here again.
How can Xie Songhua copy his hand-drawn calligraphy? He just deceived that idiot Xie Li.
It was clear that he felt distressed because his biological sister had suffered so many years outside.
They dared to treat their grandmother with such half-qualified medical skills. They would regret it when they saw the problem later!
How could he understand Xie Songhua so well when he was so reckless in supporting Xie Songhua? He knew that she would definitely be optimistic about him?
Thinking of the way Mr. Qi drank several bowls of medicine for Xie Langhua last night and felt distressed, she felt ridiculous. She had really read into the dog's belly and didn't even know who was really worthy of his attention.
Xie Shuhua didn't want to admit that she felt disgusted, and she was even less willing to admit that the brother who doted on her the most in the past seemed to care more about his biological sister now.
When the servant saw her turning back and going out again, he couldn't help but be surprised, "Girl, aren't we going to visit the old lady?"
Xie Shuhua's face was as cold as frost, "With those pair of filial grandchildren waiting for me, why should I run over and join in the fun?!"
She took two steps and couldn't help but kick the persimmon that fell to the ground before she could sweep it away. Unexpectedly, her shoes were stained.
The waiter saw it and quickly knelt down to clean her shoes.
However, Xie Shuhua still thought she was an eyesore, so she simply raised her leg and kicked her aside. When the servant caught up with him out of breath, he suddenly stopped, "What? There is still no news from His Highness the Third Highness?"
The servant knew that his girl was in a bad mood at this time, so he was particularly cautious, "Don't be anxious, girl. It is already extremely difficult for that girl to climb out. Once outside, it may not be easy to see the girl from the Gao family, let alone
This is His Highness the Third Highness, and it is really difficult for ordinary people to see him."
She said that Xie Shuhua's mood felt a little better, and she turned back to look at Shou'antang, "When His Highness begged for father's favor, and the group of royal guards outside withdrew, they will know who is the real Tianfeng Ming in this mansion.
grid."
Speaking of this, Xie Shuhua's heart moved, and a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of her mouth, "I heard...that auntie has been praying to gods and Buddhas every day recently?"
